Love is a strange thing
It makes you so happy
You think gravity has
Lost its hold on you
Your spirit leaps within you
And you smile yourself silly
At strangers on the street
When love enters your life
Everyone notices
When love touches you
It leaves a mark
That you wear like a badge of honour
Proudly for all to see
You may deny it, say its nothing
Paint it with pastel hues of friendship
But there’s just no hiding love
It won’t stay undercover
It shines right through you
Peeps out in you smile
And laughs through your eyes
When love enters your life
Everything changes
It touches you with the tenderest caress
And before you can even breathe
You’re engulfed in it
And you discover who you really are
Love is a state of metamorphosis
Where you change
Into what you’d never thought you’d be
And you become the sort of person
You used to say was silly
Your tears come easily
And your words escape you
Like emancipated slaves
From the mastery of your vocabulary
Even your anger is no longer the same
Your heart and mind separate
And the former controls the latter
Your mind plays tricks on you
Flirting with indecision
Constantly changing dresses and choices
Your heart steers you
And you learn its intimate measurements
And you see the power of feeling
When love enters your life
It begins.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem about love.